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Vignette #3: A Boy and His Basset

This is the last Charlie post for at least two minutes. I promise. And I mean it this time—I do. I think.

Ever see a Basset Hound yawn? Oh, you really should. It’s something to behold. Yawning, for a Basset Hound, is a total body experience. Not only is a total body experience, it also commands the attention of anyone—man, woman, or boy—in the vicinity. My Rhino-driving boy, and Charlie, will demonstrate.

On the right is my boy. He’s the one with his shirt buttoned all the way up to the top. On the left is Charlie. He’s the one who’s about to yawn. Get ready.

Oh, geez. This is gonna be a big one. I don’t think my boy has ever seen canine tonsils before.

Charles. You really must get more sleep at night.

There it is—in all its glory! It really isn’t pretty at all, is it?

Mama, did you SEE that?

You need to cover your mouth next time, hombre.

Honestly, I really have no idea what the kid is saying. He talks to the dogs all day long. I think they actually have their own language together.

And as both a mother and a Basset owner, I can’t figure out what’s cuter: the missing tooth? Or the foot-long tongue?